"Explode, explode, explode, explode …"
Eight incomparably ear-piercing explosions exploded in the Cultivation Courtyard.
Almost everyone turned to look at Mu Shan, because the eight explosions were too ear-piercing and too unfamiliar.
What kind of cultivation technique could produce such a sound?
When they saw the explosions on Mu Shan's body, they were all stunned. Along with the explosions, Mu Shan's body exploded in eight places.
It was as if his meridians had exploded.
Blood spurted out.
Mu Shan's face also became extremely pale. His body sank and his eyes locked onto Mu Yun. Then … his body went limp and he fell backward.
He fainted!
The entire courtyard was silent.
Everyone looked at Mu Yun, dumbfounded.
Mu Yun was also secretly stunned.
He didn't expect that his Eight Burst Fist could completely suppress Mu Shan's Eight Burst Fist. One should know that he was three realms lower than Mu Shan.
With the suppression of realms, he couldn't possibly hurt Mu Shan.
It was even more impossible for him to injure him with the Eight Burst Fist that he had only practiced for one night.
There was only one explanation for all of this.
Mu Yun and Mu Shan cultivated different types of Eight Burst Fists.
This was the only explanation.
They both used the Eight Burst Fist, but his cultivation was inferior to Mu Shan's. Yet, Mu Yun won?
For a full half a minute, everyone looked at Mu Yun. Mu Yao also looked at Mu Yun.
Mu Yun noticed that this was the first time his goddess looked at him so seriously. He felt a little proud and excited.
However, he wasn't as ecstatic as he imagined.
It was very strange.
It was as if he didn't like her all of a sudden.
He couldn't explain why.
Mu Yao was very surprised. Because … Mu Yun had used all the power of the Eight Burst Fist in that punch.
Each explosion was stronger than the previous one.
Especially the damage of the eighth explosion, it was off the charts.
And she could only do the seventh explosion.
She was very confused. She even began to think that the person who swept the floor yesterday was Mu Yun. It was Mu Yun who told her those words.
She was eager to cultivate the power of the eighth explosion.
Looking at Mu Yun, she walked up.
Seeing his goddess walking toward him, Mu Yun was a little excited.
However …
Before Mu Yao could reach him, Mu Shan's minions immediately surrounded Mu Yun.
"How dare you, a servant disciple, hurt a regular disciple?"
"You're just an odd job disciple. You don't have the qualifications to learn the Eight Explosion Fist. How dare you learn it in secret?"
"According to the family rules, his hands should be broken."
"Brothers, let's go together and cripple him!"
…
Now that Muyun had won, they had lost all face.
。
If they didn't cripple Muyun, how would they have the face to stay here in the future?
Everyone rushed forward and surrounded Mu Yun tightly.
Mu Yun was able to injure Mu Shan because Mu Shan had underestimated her. In addition, Mu Yun had an explosive power. However, this kind of explosive power could not be used continuously.
He had yet to fully grasp the Eight Burst Fist.
If he punched again, he definitely wouldn't be able to unleash the power he had just now.
In addition, there were six or seven people here, and each of them had a higher cultivation than him. He was no match for them.
There was no way he could withstand it.
In a few moments, he was pressed to the ground by the crowd.
Mu Yun, who was walking towards him, also stopped halfway. She just looked at him, not showing any intention of helping.
Mu Yun felt a chill in her heart.
"Hold his hands down."
"I want to cripple him."
"How dare you steal the cultivation technique. Today, I'll break your hand!"
A man took out a long saber and was about to chop down on Mu Yun's hand.
No one in the training courtyard stopped him.
He was just a part-time disciple.
Even if Mu Shan was knocked unconscious just now, he was just a part-time disciple.
Who would take a second look?
Who would care?
No one.
Even Mu Yao just looked at it coldly. She initially thought that Mu Yun had mastered the essence of the Eight Burst Fist, but looking at him being beaten up by several people, she knew that she was wrong.
That punch just now was definitely a coincidence.
It was just a coincidence.
If he could cultivate the Eight Burst Fist to that level, would he be afraid of these small fries?
It could be seen that Mu Yun hadn't mastered the Eight Burst Fist.
She was a little disappointed.
Mu Yao looked at Mu Yun who was about to have his hands crippled. She didn't say anything because a part-time disciple was indeed not qualified to cultivate the Eight Burst Fist.
He must have stolen it.
The Mu Clan's management of cultivation techniques was very strict. Anyone who stole it would be severely punished.
Therefore.
She slowly turned around.
At this moment, Mu Yun was really desperate.
"Hold him down."
With a loud shout, a saber slashed down.
Just at this moment.
"Bam!"
With a muffled sound, a figure quickly attacked. With a heavy sound, "Daddy's brother, who dares to move?"
The aura on his body suddenly erupted.
It directly shook those small fries and forced them to take a few steps back.
The person who came was none other than Long Fei who rushed back.
What Long Fei released was not pressure, but the murderous aura of a thousand gold.
"Boss!"
Mu Yun's eyes were wet.
If he was a second late, his hand would have been broken.
Long Fei immediately helped Mu Yun up and said: "Are you okay?"
Mu Yun shook his head and said: "I won't die."
"But …"
Mu Yun looked at those small fries, and at the same time, a lot of people surrounded the training courtyard.
"Another part-time disciple?"
"Damn, are all the part-time disciples so arrogant now?"
"You've become lawless, haven't you?"
"What does a mere part-time disciple want to do?"
"Courting death."
… ….
Many people did not like the part-time disciples, not to mention an arrogant part-time disciple like Long Fei.
Long Fei's arrogant appearance made many disciples of the training courtyard unhappy.
Long Fei said with a deep voice: "Cut the crap, who wants my brother's hand? Try and touch him now. "
He had already accepted Mu Yun as his little brother, so Long Fei treated him as his brother.
Furthermore, Mu Yun treated him well.
Seeing his brother being humiliated, Long Fei could not hold it in.
"You, a part-time disciple, want to stand up for him?"
"You have to think about yourself. If you insist on standing up for him, let's see if you can walk out of here today."
A few disciples walked up.
At this moment.
The door to the training room was pushed open and an old man walked out.
The old man said in a deep voice, "Why are you so noisy so early in the morning? Don't you need to train? How much time is left before the assessment? "
His words were filled with anger.
Many of the disciples trembled slightly.
A disciple said, "Elder, there is a part-time disciple who secretly learned cultivation techniques and even ambushed our disciples."
"Secretly learning cultivation techniques?"
The elder's brows turned sinister as he snorted coldly. He did not even bother to investigate and directly ordered, "Secretly learning cultivation techniques, cripple his hands and expel him from God-returning Mountain."
After receiving the elder's order, the disciples became strong.
Mu Yun's body trembled slightly. His life was probably over.
Since the elder had already given the order, there was no way for him to wash away the crime of secretly learning.
At this time.
Long Fei took a step forward.
Mu Yun pulled him back and shook his head: "Boss, don't go."
"Since you acknowledge me as your boss, then I have the obligation to protect you." Long Fei took a step forward and said with a deep voice: "Secretly learning cultivation techniques?"
"Who here can prove it?"
"The Eight Explosion Fist that you guys cultivate is a pile of shit. Secretly learning it? Even if I were to learn it, I wouldn't even bother to look at it! "Long Fei was extremely domineering.
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